The pregnant female partner of Kuai Wen has reached the top by giving birth to a child

"Well, you know?"

Su Yan did not refute him calling her sister.

"Well, I knew it when my sister arrived in the classroom on her first day."

"That's it. Can you tell your sister what race you are?"

The young man from the "Wuxin Tribe" spoke with a very calm voice.

Hearing this, Su Yan's mouth twitched.

This racial name is arbitrary enough.

"Is there anyone else besides you?"

"do not know"

"Well, can you do your sister a favor?"

"Say"

"Sister, I want to have a taste... of you, is that okay?"

There was a flash of doubt in Kang Lang's eyes.

"Sister, how do you want to taste it?"

Looking at the unusually innocent young man in front of her, Su Yan leaned forward and touched her soft lips to his.

At the moment of contact, the dead silence in the young man's eyes seemed to have a little light.

He was still in a daze, bearing the kiss Su Yan was giving him.

This matter is not over yet.

Su Yan leaned forward, and the soft lilac tongue slipped into his mouth, teasing him.

After a while, she let go of the boy's lips, and couldn't help but collapse in his arms and gasp.

Kang Lang was breathing steadily at this moment, and all this did not have the slightest impact on him.

After regaining her composure, Su Yan couldn't help but feel discouraged.

That’s all, she’d better get down to business!

Should we rape this young man first and then kill him, or kill him first and then rape him.

Ahem~, just kidding.

She turned around and looked around the room, but didn't find anything else.

She stood up from Kang Lang, poured the water he poured, turned around and went to the kitchen to get a fruit knife.

Kang Lang just looked at her silently, with some strong interest in what she wanted to do.

Su Yan came to his side, grabbed his hand and raised it.

"Do you want my blood?" Kang Lang asked.

"Um"

Su Yan responded and made a small cut on his arm cleanly.

Blood beads overflowed from it. She quickly took the cup over and placed it under his arm. The blood flowed into the cup little by little.

It was only when the blood in the cup was almost full that it could no longer be held, Su Yan tore off the white t-shirt on Kang Lang's body and tied the bleeding area tightly.

"You don't feel any pain?"

"No"

Su Yan didn't speak when she heard what he said, and sat on the sofa with the cup of sweet-smelling blood.

She brought the blood to her mouth and drank some with a little force.

She tasted it.

It tastes many times better than the blood of unknown people before.

"tasty?"

"Well, it's delicious"

After Su Yan finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the remaining blood in the cup.

A trace of blood slipped from the corner of her mouth, looking unusually abrupt on her snow-white face.

"Do you still want to drink?" As he said that, Kang Lang passed his arm forward.

For some reason, when he looked at her like this, he always wanted to give her his blood to taste, and he liked to see the expression of enjoyment on her face.

“More”

Su Yan stood up and put the cup in his hand.

Kang Lang silently opened the red strip of white cloth on his arm, revealing the healed wound on his arm.

He looked at the fruit knife next to him and scratched himself.

This time he struck a little harder, and blood poured out fiercely from his incision.

L!

Su Yan looked at the nearly full tea cup, and then at his arm that had slowly begun to heal but was still bleeding.

She squatted in front of him, pressed her lips to the wound, and drank sip after sip.

It wasn't until the wound stopped bleeding that she withdrew and sat back down where she had just been sitting.

After drinking the last glass of blood, she picked up the tissue next to her and wiped the corners of her lips.

“Thank you for your hospitality”

"You're welcome, you... want to leave?"

Su Yan nodded.

Kang Lang tapped his lips.

"I want that just now" said the sultry words with an innocent expression.

Su Yan raised her feet and walked up to him and gave him a French kiss.

"I'm leaving"

"Um"

When Su Yan returned home, Su's father had not returned. Su's mother was sitting on the sofa, and Shen Weiwei chatted with her.

However, Su's mother was obviously not in a good state.

She looked at Shen Weiwei with obviously fiery eyes, and wanted to knock her down and drink her blood, but for some reason she kept holding back.

And here, Shen Weiwei kept chatting with Su's mother with a decent smile. She felt that the way Su's mother looked at her was recognition and affirmation of her.

In this way, she was even more reluctant to go to the room.

Until the sound of Su Yan coming in attracted their attention.

Mother Su breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen frowned slightly.

"Xiaoyan, you are back"

"Yan'er is back? Why so late?"

Su's mother asked, and Shen Weiwei directly asked her why she came back so late.

Su Yan frowned after hearing her words.

She felt that the heroine was not very lovable, and she had no idea how she could have such a reputation with the hero and within the Su family.

Su Yan didn't reply to her.

She is not hers, so naturally she can come back if she wants to, but not if she doesn't want to.

Since she doesn't like her, she naturally has to make her dislike obvious.

"Mom, I'll go up and take a shower."

Su Yan left these words and went upstairs.

Shen Weiwei's face looked very ugly because of what she did.

Mother Su here vaguely smelled the smell of blood on her daughter when she passed by.

It seems that she went out to look for food, but...

Thinking about it, a flash of worry flashed in her eyes...

Here, Shen Weiwei withdrew his gaze from Su Yan.

She had returned to her room, and no trace of her back could be seen.

"Aunt Su, Yan'er doesn't like me? Doesn't she want me to live with you?"

"Maybe……"

I don't like having you here with us either.

Mother Su suppressed the rest of her words.

That's all, she can still bear it.

Hearing Su's mother's words, Shen Weiwei's expression changed.

Was her feeling just now wrong? This Aunt Su doesn't like herself?

Or does she think that her daughter must be more towards her daughter than her?

No matter which one, it is very detrimental to oneself.

"I'll go up first, Weiwei, you can play here by yourself for a while." After saying that, Su's mother quickly walked upstairs.

Just as Su Yan came out of the shower, there was a knock on the door.

She opened the door and saw Su's mother standing outside.

"Mom? Why are you here? What's the matter?"